Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely

"Nothing, let's have a drink together tonight?"

"Hmph, I'm happy to accompany you." Meng Xiang said cheerfully, "I have a bottle of red wine at home, and I haven't been willing to open it. How about tonight?"

"no problem."

Gu Yi nodded, and took Meng Xiang's car to the apartment building where they lived.

Xi Wang's efficiency is very high. Before they came to the apartment, Gu Yi's house had already been rented, which happened to be opposite Meng Xiang and Xi Wang.

After a brief preparation, Gu Yi knocked on the door of Meng Xiang's house.

"This is it?" Meng Xiang was wearing an apron, "I was still cooking just now."

"No, I bought some snacks."

Holding the bag in his hand, Gu Yi raised his eyebrows.

Meng Xiang wiped his hands on the apron, and pulled Gu Yi into the house.

"Don't you need to wait for Xiwang?"

"That bitch is a workaholic. I guess she won't be able to go home until early in the morning."

"Has she always been like this?"

"you do not say."

Gu Yi nodded, and sat down on the sofa familiarly.

Meng Xiang walked into the kitchen, took two small dishes and wine glasses and put them on the table.Besides a bottle of red wine, Meng Xiang also brought out a case of beer from the room, which made Gu Yi dumbfounded.

"You wholesale wine at home?"

"Hey...sometimes I have a few sips when I have nothing to do." Meng Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Besides, how can a bottle of red wine be enough for two people to drink?"

"One bottle is enough."

"Aren't you cowardly?"

"I have to work tomorrow and I don't want a hangover."

"Too."

Meng Xiang shrugged, took out a bottle of beer from the box and placed it in front of his seat.

The two sat at the table, drinking and chatting.

Maybe it was a cigarette addiction. Meng Xiang took a cigarette from the table and crushed the popcorn. He touched his chest, but found that the lighter was missing.

"Where's the lighter?" Meng Xiang glanced around, "Is it in the coat?"

Meng wanted to stand up.

Snapped--

A familiar voice sounded.

Meng Xiang turned around and found that Gu Yi was holding his lighter in his hand.

"Let me see, how did you do that trick?"

Gu Yi tilted his head, followed Meng Xiang's example and let the lighter fly between his fingers, re-igniting the flame.

The dazzling sparks are eye-catching, and the pungent gas is addictive.

Meng Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then sat back in his seat.

"When did you steal it?"

"you guess?"

Meng Xiang blinked, "In the studio?"

"Yes."

"Hmph, hands and feet are really dirty."

"Obviously my hands and feet are flexible."

Gu Yi handed over the lighter and helped Meng want to light a cigarette.

Meng Xiang took a deep breath and took the lighter.

"Is this from him?"

"he?"

"It's on the colonial ship." Gu Yi raised his eyebrows, "You found the lighter from the corpse of your subordinate."

"What are you talking about?"

"Dark Moon, don't pretend to be stupid in front of smart people." Gu Yi said while holding his cheeks, "Other people's images in the weird world are mighty even if they aren't handsome, why do you become a dwarf when you arrive?"

"Cough cough..."

Meng Xiang coughed twice, wondering if he was choking on the cigarette, he straightened his waist, and said stubbornly, "What's wrong with dwarves? You discriminate against short people?"

"No, no, I don't mean that."

"Humph."

Meng Xiang rolled his eyes.

Gu Yi looked at Meng Xiang and asked curiously, "So which one is your real face? A dwarf? Or a 1.8-meter-long narcissist?"

"It's all me. In the weird world, I am the leader of Dark Moon, and in the real world I am Meng Xiang."

Meng Xiang sighed softly.

"I thought it would take a while for you to find out who I am, but I didn't expect to find me so soon."

"I knew it was you when I was in the mutton restaurant."

"Oh?"

"The smell of your cigarettes is really special, and the sound of that lighter belongs to the type that you can't forget after hearing it once.

At the end of the checkpoint, I decided to contact you because of this consideration.

You provided me with a lot of help when I broke through this time. I think you should be on the side of us humans. "

Meng Xiang smiled wryly and shook his head. He flicked the cigarette ash and said with emotion: "Oh, your senses are too sharp... I'm obviously careful enough."

"Does anyone else know who you are?"

"If there is, it can only be Xi Wang." Meng Xiang narrowed her eyes, "I guess she just suspected, but she didn't get enough evidence."

"No, maybe Xi Wang is just pretending to be stupid with you."

"Probably."

"I've been meaning to ask you a question."

"Go ahead."

"The children on the colonial ship...what happened in the end?"

"Ah, you said that." Meng Xiang took a puff of the smoke, "They are all dead. I wanted to save them, but the power of the rules is not something I can resist. Before everyone dies, I will weave them I had a sweet dream, and that was the last thing I could do."

"Then?"

"Afterwards, I started running away, and by the way 'earned extra money' in the weird world."

Gu Yi nodded silently.

According to Odeon, the "extra money" in Dark Moon's mouth refers to the power of rules.

"Is the moon I saw in the dungeon yours? I've heard that you can draw a moon at will. Why don't you draw a new one when you lose your own moon?"

"I pretended. The moon needs to be changed at least twice a year. It's simply a consumable."

Meng Xiang blinked playfully.

"I threw it into the dungeon on purpose, but that idiot Chris thought he was taking advantage. When I knew that Chris had arrested Zhang Jian and his sister in order to target you, I was making preparations for this.

As long as I have that moon, I can dive into the copy world at any time.

He thought that by using the relationship between you and Zhang Jian, you could be hindered when you break through the barrier, but he didn't expect that I was quietly lurking in the world, trained you, and even hid some golden fingers for you.

Are those origami toys easy to use? "

"A product produced by Dark Moon, it must be a high-quality product."

"Hee hee... that's not right."

Meng Xiang raised his neck contentedly, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Gu Yi said with disgust: "Such a good wine, why do you drink it like this?"

"Isn't it the feeling of drinking alcohol? I like this dizzy feeling, like floating in the sky."

"Ah... madman."

Gu Yi rolled his eyes and took a sip of his wine.

……

The next morning.

Gu Yi woke up from the bed and rubbed his temples.

He clearly said not to drink too much, but Meng Xiang forced himself to drink a dozen beers. He didn't stop until he started to walk and feel dizzy.

After washing up, Gu Yi walked out of his room. Originally, he wanted to ask Meng Xiang some more serious matters, but he didn't expect this kid to chat all over the place, making Gu Yi forget what his purpose was.

"Gu Yi, are you up yet? You have work to do today."

There was a knock on the door.

Gu Yi opened the door, and Xi Wang was standing outside.